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Chapter 385
The female cultivator flicked the whip lightly. At first, only small ripples appeared on the whip. However, as it moved forward zhang by zhang, the amplitude of the ripples became larger and larger. The energy accumulated in every inch of the whip was absorbed by this small "ripple", gradually forming a huge wave that crashed against the shore and rushed towards everyone.
The "Guards" attempted to manipulate the fluctuations in the same way, causing them to cancel each other out, but the female cultivator directly used her spiritual power to lock onto the front of the whip, which was as hard and straight as an iron rod, only becoming soft again when her attack arrived.
The group frantically tried to suppress the attack, but didn't know how to resolve it. They turned to look at Zhong Ming and saw only his cold, scale-masked face.
"Are there any medical personnel here?"
"Probably not. The medical team has been very busy lately. Captain, we need to deal with this offensive first."
As soon as the man finished speaking, Zhong Ming released the tip of his whip and said coldly, "Just move forward and do your job well."
After saying that, he took out the mirror polishing brick and walked to the front of the injured cultivator.
The long whip pierced through his body. Her movements were skillful, avoiding damage to the monk's vital organs, but that's precisely what made it so troublesome.
If there were a real war, there would be a corpse hanging here right now, and Zhong Ming wouldn't need to care about it at all.
"I need a powerful weapon, does anyone have one?"
"I know a Taoist technique that allows me to continuously accumulate and condense a 'Taoist Sphere,' but my spiritual power has been exhausted."
"Does anyone have a Qi-restoring pill?" Zhong Ming asked. The number of pills for restoring spiritual power handed over by those around him was pitifully small. Who would really invest in this "exercise"?
It's a coincidence that Zhong Minghui knows how to do it, and he does.
I just bought some Far-Seeing Talismans and earned a lot of Spirit Nourishing Pills.
"Here you go, bro. If it's not enough, just say so. How long do you need?"
"At least thirty breaths."
Zhong Ming swung his spear and charged forward swiftly along the path of the whip, until he reached the two burly men at the front who were holding the whip between their shields.
"Go all out, even if it means pressing down with your body, to block it."
The two men exchanged a glance. Having fought this far, their blood was boiling and they had no intention of running away or surrendering. They immediately agreed, saying, "I want to see just how capable this woman is."
The female cultivator's eyebrows twitched, and she increased the force in her hand by three points.
A pill instantly flew out of Zhong Ming's mouth from the storage stone. He chewed it up and swallowed it whole, and a violent power spread from his stomach to his limbs and bones.
He admitted that he hated taking pills, and he also admitted that he was not prepared to back down.
In the blink of an eye, the wave-like attack of the whip suddenly accelerated, arriving in front of the group in an instant. Two burly men were thrown back by the immense force, their shields flying high into the air. A crisp cracking sound rang out, and both magical artifacts suffered irreversible damage.
Undeterred by the late spring chill, he thrust his spear at the whip, the immense recoil momentarily delaying the "wave's" attack.
Then the next instant, and the instant after that...
Spring and Autumn Period Hook and Sickle Spear Techniques - Grain Rain
The gunfire was like a torrential rain piercing through needles, with countless spear tips all pointing in one direction. Zhong Ming's steps, which were initially forced back, pushed, and plowed two furrows in the ground, gradually became a composed retreat as his body adapted to the opponent's attacks.
After several steps, when the last needle was thrust at the opponent and still could not stop its advance, Zhong Ming let his feet leave the ground. After being knocked into the air, he raised his spear high and used the "Spring and Autumn Hook and Sickle Spear Technique - Great Heat" to his advantage.
"boom!!!"
The collision between the late spring chill and the whip produced a loud bang, bending the spear shaft to a dangerous degree, while the whip itself rose high into the air.
Both sides remain stationary, and the contest between them will be decided at this moment; whoever loses heart first will lose.
"Not bad quality, it didn't break?" the female cultivator teased. The waves of the whip completely stopped moving. This time, Zhong Ming had won.
Zhong Ming let out a disdainful laugh. "Do you know what material this is made of? It's a material of the magic weapon level."
He didn't say it aloud, but the female cultivator misunderstood and thought he was provoking her.
Another wave came crashing down, this time swaying left and right. The long whip, like a venomous snake moving at great speed, attacked him.
Zhong Ming stepped onto the long whip. Neither the scale armor nor the whip beneath his feet yielded to the other; both were mid-grade spiritual artifacts, and neither was afraid of the other.
The barb caught on the whip, then spun, twisted, and finally coiled that section of the whip around his spear.
Although it's difficult for me to block you, my gun is easy to use. It's a magic weapon. Can you break it?
The waves first struck the tip of the spear and the barb, making a crisp sound, and then danced around the shaft. Zhong Ming felt as if he were taming a fine horse, its reins vibrating violently in his hands, full of untamed spirit.
The shaft of the spear has a great degree of flexibility, but the closer it is to the tip and the end of the spear, the less flexible it becomes. No matter how hard the whip is used, it is ultimately blocked by the tip, leaving only a slight ripple that is transmitted to the scale armor gloves behind it.
"Well, not bad, but Foundation Establishment cultivators have far more tricks up their sleeves than you can imagine."
She yawned, patted the red embroidered ingot pouch at her waist, and a long whip flew out from it.
Wait, that's not a whip, that's a snake, a snake that looks almost exactly like this whip.
She snapped her fingers, and suddenly many lights lit up around the long whip. In the hazy light, the attacking snakes seemed to multiply into hundreds or thousands.
"Huh, what a small skill."
The bell rang, the spear spun, the red tassel rose, and all the snake shadows vanished, leaving only the true form.
"Guards! Strike with my light!"
In an instant, the tip of the spear shone brightly.
As one of the functions left over from the failed crafting of the magical artifact, the flashing function finally came in very handy.
The soldiers need not worry; they should simply follow orders.
Spring and Autumn Period Hook and Sickle Spear Techniques - Great Cold
Choosing this tactic is to use extreme cold to slow down its speed, delaying it until the moment its comrades arrive to attack.
"not good!"
While she was still angry at Zhong Ming's "trivial skill," she suddenly realized that the other party had actually discovered the true form of her spirit pet. It had not yet reached the Foundation Establishment stage and could not withstand the powerful attacks of a group of Qi Refining stage cultivators.
Her whip formation showed some weaknesses. She lunged forward a few steps, grabbed the snake's tail, and in her haste, pulled it back.
"hiss~"
Whether out of dissatisfaction or pain, the snake opened its mouth, flicked its tongue, and swung its neck in the air a few times, barely dodging the attack.